In order to be creative, you don't have to be original.

Get the big truth first. If you get the big truth, the small truths will accumulate around it.

...I mean, you don't just love people, you must LOVE them with exclamation points.

The sun burnt every day. It burnt time.

Far away, in the meadow, shadows flickered in the Mirror's Maze, as if parts of someone's life, yet unborn, were trapped there, waiting to be lived.

For John was running, and this was terrible. Because if you ran, time ran. You yelled and screamed and raced and rolled and tumbled and all of a sudden the sun was gone and the whistle was blowing and you were on your long way home to supper. When you weren't looking, the sun got around behind you! The only way to keep things slow was to watch everything and do nothing! You could stretch a day to three days, sure, just by watching!

Beware the autumn people